Gingerbread...here we come!

Green bean casserole, pecan pies and stuffed celery! That's my assignment for Thanksgiving. I am so excited for the holidays this year! In the past, I have been a bit of a Scrooge, but this year, I am already listening to Christmas songs and singing along!

I am making the trek to SLC this week and having sleep overs. Me and my sis are going to go see New Moon on Saturday, then make gingerbread. We have a tradition where after Thanksgiving dinner, we all make a gingerbread house, so that's what we are going to do. It's a chore, but the gang loves it.

We are trying to have everyone at Thanksgiving this year, because Dad probably won't be around next Thanksgiving. That makes us sad, but we are going to enjoy this year. I went and saw Dad yesterday and helped him eat his lunch. He is eating great, but very tired and sleeps a lot. I told him I love him. He smiled and said, "love you more." I am going to miss him.

Christmas is just around the corner and I have started the shopping. Little things here and there, but I have got stuff for my babies. They will probably not have a clue but it's fun. Dash is 6 months and Layla is 4 months. I am still searching for the that "perfect" gift for the Gabester!

I am thankful this year for many things. Most importantly, for my health. You just never know when that may slip away from you. You are in my prayers, Karen. I am thankful for my family. They are all I need in this crazy world we call life. I would be nothing without them. Love you all!

Brown hair

My hair has been a multitude of colors throughout my life. No, seriously. It has been pale blond, golden blond, brown, dark brown, red, striped, and even green. The green was not supposed to be green, but that's what you get when you do it yourself as a senior in high school. I wanted to have some highlights around my face, so I used some pasty bleach and painted it onto my hair. Left it there for way too long, and then I had brown hair in the back and white hair in the front. It was horrible.

I could not go to school that way. So I got another brown color and "did it myself" and the white hair turned to green. Now it was a nightmare. In high school, "hair" was everything. It was the Farrah Fawcett" hair style that was in. I think I managed to get the green hair toned down a bit and went to school. After that, I learned a very important lesson. Unless you are a hair specialist, don't do it yourself.

After experiencing many different hair colors throughout the years, I decided I was going to get back to my roots, literally. I was going to go back to my natural color. The only thing is I was not prepared for the color of my natural color. I was shocked to see the swatch of color that my roots were. It was dark brown. Isn't that the weirdest thing ever? I always pictured myself to be the "fair" one of the family. But this was dark stuff. I just couldn't do it. Visions of my mom kept running through my head. My mom always had dark hair. Is it bad that I was having visions of her? I just didn't feel dark.

I don't know. I picked a shade that was a couple shades lighter than my natural color. I like it. It looks sophisticated, instead of trailer trash blond/red/brown. It looks rich and warm. Good for the winter season.......right? Who knows, maybe I will bring back the "green" look in the springtime.

Happy Birthday to my son!

Almost 24 years ago, I gave birth to my son, Cam. It was at 10:23 pm at the St. Benedict's Hospital. Out of my 3 children, Cam's birth was my easiest delivery, probably because his older brother paved the way, if you know what I mean!!! Cam weighed 9 lbs 6 oz. and was 21 inches long. He had more hair than Robbie did, but there was a tint of red to it. Who'd have known he would be a red head? Well, a strawberry blonde head.

Cam....this is for you. I simply adore you. You have made my life interesting and memorable. Rob is my gentle giant, you are the "spice" in my life, and Katie--my comic relief with all her adventures.

To be your mom is one of the best things in my life. I can't tell you how many times, I have had people come up to me and say, "you're Camron's mom?" and the next statement goes something like, "you did good raising that one." Or, "what a great kid you have there." Tell me something I don't know....right? As a mom, there is no greater compliment than when someone tells you how great your children are. It's a little bit like the sprinkles on the donuts.

You have given me so many memories. Thank you. Please know this. I will love you forever and always, my little boy you will always be!

Blessings.....for after much tribulation, come the blessings.

Grandma Julie holding my lover....

This is my bff...My sister who I love so much. We
have been through so much together, I don't know
what I would do without her and my brother.

Layla's Blessing....Here she is looking like a princess.
Thank you Grandma Brenda for letting us party at
your house! And Grandma Skinner too!


This is Dash a doo


This is Layla in her car seat ready to go to church.


This is my family! My pride and joy. I love you all!


I have said it before. I stand all amazed....my
cup runneth over. Thank you!

My babes--They make me smile so much!!!

I found Gabe! His adventure from last Saturday.

This is Dash and Layla being buddies and trying to hold hands!
Gabe....where are you????

Thank goodness for camera phones...as I never had my camera ready.